“Don’t! Don’t come near Bai!”
Bai panicked and tried to escape, but as soon as she lifted her left foot, her whole body suddenly froze in place, unable to move. Only her pupils trembled in terror.
A pair of slender hands reached out from behind, gently embracing Bai’s body, sliding upward along her flat abdomen, finally stopping when they caressed Bai’s face, as if savoring every inch of her skin.
“Why are you running? I’m your Master. Don’t you love me anymore?”
A whisper, as if murmured to herself, drifted over. Bai couldn’t stop trembling, her breathing grew rapid, and her pupils contracted with spreading fear. She wanted to speak, but no sound came out at all.
Yalbera didn’t give her a chance to answer.
The encircling hands turned Bai’s body around, forcing her to meet those calm yet terrifying blood-red eyes once again.
“Did you forget me? It’s all right, hehe, it’s all right. I’ll make you remember, Lian.”
Her body leaned forward, and the two entwined as they fell onto the Red Bed. Two lotus-like arms slid down, wrapping once again around her neck.
Yalbera smiled with a sickly sweetness, as if she hadn’t noticed Bai’s terrified expression at all. She lay atop Bai, lowering her head toward her neck. But this time, instead of baring her fangs as usual to pierce her skin, she… licked?
A ticklish, wet sensation spread across Bai’s neck as Yalbera kissed and rubbed, as if flirting, or like a predator savoring the skin of its prey.
Her hands restlessly roamed everywhere.
Something’s wrong! Very wrong!
This wasn’t what she expected at all.
Bai had thought Yalbera would drain her dry, but now the situation was heading in a much worse direction!
But no matter how she struggled, only her eyes could move.
She could only watch helplessly as Yalbera enjoyed her body.
At this moment, Yalbera, still savoring her neck, finally made a further move.
Her crimson tongue stopped its ambiguous caress and she sat up, staring at Bai’s face.
Her eyes—were they bleeding?
A trail of blood welled up at the corner of her eye, sliding down her cheek.
That was a Blood Tear.
It soaked her collar and dripped onto Bai’s cheek, icy cold.
Yet her eyes remained dull, or rather, they looked like those of a soulless doll, or someone lost in sleep, unwilling to awaken.
The flowing Blood Tears only made her seem all the more eerie.
“Do you know, Lian, I’m so afraid of sleeping, so afraid of falling asleep again. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face. For a thousand years, I’ve lived in fear, in terror… Can you feel it?”
I can’t!
Bai desperately wanted to say something, but it was obvious her Master was lost in her own monologue, leaving no room for Bai to interject.
She tried to move again, and finally found that one of her fingers had regained movement.
That meant the control was weakening!
Just as she was rejoicing, Yalbera’s hand slowly caressed Bai’s face again.
A faint blush colored her cheeks, her eyes a mix of fear and confusion, as if pulled by some invisible force she couldn’t break free from.
Her fingers lightly stroked Bai’s cheek, icy cold yet carrying a shudder-inducing gentleness.
The movement was slow and elegant, as if admiring a precious work of art, or preparing to savor a sweet piece of cake.
“Don’t be afraid…”
Yalbera’s voice was low and tender, but carried an irresistible pressure.
Her fingers traced from Bai’s cheek to her lips, the cold touch making Bai tremble uncontrollably.
“You’ll come to love this taste.”
The next moment, cold and soft lips pressed against hers, carrying a faint scent of blood.
Bai’s breath caught, her heart raced, and the only part of her that could move—her pupils—became completely dazed, her mind going blank.
Not satisfied with just that, Yalbera’s actions grew more fervent and greedy. Her lips gently caressed Bai’s lower lip, sending a tingling sensation through her, as if an electric current was spreading from her lips to her entire body.
Yalbera’s tongue slid out, tracing along the girl’s lip line, bringing a moist, soft touch.
Her kiss seemed as if it would swallow Bai whole, filled with a terrifying possessiveness.
Bai kept urging her body to move, but apart from the stirring of her tongue, nothing else would budge.
Yalbera’s kisses drifted downward, landing softly on Bai’s neck, bringing both a stinging pain and a numbing sensation.
Her sharp fangs lightly grazed the skin, a dangerous temptation.
The next second, her fangs pierced the skin, sinking into the slender neck.
A sudden sharp pain made Bai’s whole body convulse.
She could move!
In a panic, she shoved away the feasting Yalbera, desperately trying to flee.
But when she reached the door, she discovered—
The door was tightly locked…
Bai frantically twisted the handle, but no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn’t open.
“Why won’t it open? Open up!”
She was so anxious she nearly screamed, when suddenly her movements froze…
A nearly tangible, terrifying presence closed in from behind.
A lotus-like arm slowly rested on the arm gripping the doorknob, then slid upward, holding her hand.
A calm voice came from behind her.
“Where do you think you’re going? Are you going to leave me again?”
“Please, Master, Bai really isn’t Lian, please let Bai go, Bai is so scared…”
Bai pleaded softly, hoping Yalbera would snap out of it.
But she couldn’t hear anything anymore.
Yalbera just shook her head slightly and whispered.
“I won’t let that happen again.”
The hand holding Bai’s squeezed gently.
Crack!
A crisp snap rang out, followed by an eerie silence.
Bai stared in shock—her arm, gripped by Yalbera, now hung limp like a broken branch.
Agonizing pain overwhelmed her senses, amplifying the terror in her heart.
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
Bai screamed, heart-wrenching, clutching her broken arm as she collapsed to the floor, rolling in agony.
“It’s all right, hehe, soon, very soon you’ll stay by my side again, forever, forever with me in this room, enjoying the highest pleasure until the end of time. So, bear with it, Lian.”
Yalbera smiled with sickly sweetness, approaching again.
The broken Bai kicked frantically, endless terror shattering her sanity.
She sobbed in despair, begging.
“Please, let Bai go, Bai won’t run anymore, please, Bai won’t, don’t hurt Bai, Bai really won’t run anymore.”
But Yalbera still couldn’t hear a thing.
In her eyes, there was only the spreading, crazed, ugly desire, and Bai’s figure drowned in despair.
Until the way behind was completely blocked by the door, Bai’s legs still kicked desperately, as if with enough force she could escape this deranged demon.
Sadly, the grinning Yalbera drew closer and closer, until she was right in front of Bai.
She crouched down, gently picking up Bai’s only unharmed arm.
“No! Ahhh! No! Let Bai go! Bai won’t anymore! Master can have as much blood as she wants! Just don’t hurt…”
Before she could finish, another crisp snap sounded…
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
Both arms were now completely broken.
Bai thrashed her legs in despair, trying to push Yalbera away, but Yalbera simply grasped her slender calves with a light touch.
She stroked them delicately, as if admiring a piece of art, while in Bai’s eyes there was only endless terror.
She tried with all her might to pull away, but though Yalbera held on gently, it was like being clamped in a vise—no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
“So beautiful… What a pity. But, this is all for our pleasure.”
Crack